Conan Rick's Investigator

Qin Zhibo quickly picked up the two dropped pistols and ran to Vermouth.

Blood stained the tiles on the bridge red.

Lying on the ground, Vermouth ignored the severe pain in her body and struggled to raise the gun, but Qin Zhibo had already arrived beside her and put the gun to her head.

"do not move……"

"Do you have any other accomplices?"

Qin Zhibo asked coldly as he snatched the smaller women's pistol from her hand.

But Vermouth just gritted her teeth and snorted coldly without answering.

Qin Zhibo didn't expect her to speak easily, so he slapped her on the back of the neck with a palm knife, knocking her unconscious.

At this time, pedestrians coming from the north side of the bridge were the first to discover the two men in black lying motionless on the ground, and were standing nearby to see what was going on.

Qin Zhibo quickly took out the fake ID that Mary had prepared in advance and shouted to the passers-by.

"I'm an agent of MI6!"

"Don't let those two criminals get away, notify the police immediately!"

After saying that, Qin Zhibo picked up Vermouth by the waist, carried the "big fish" and ran to the other side of the bridge.

Chapter 1297 The finals begin

On a street in the central city of London.

In an extended limousine, Conan, Sera, Mori father and daughter, and Dr. Agasa were sitting face to face in the back seat.

“This car doesn’t seem cheap, does it?”

"I didn't expect that Aunt Diana would use such a luxurious car just to pick us up to watch a tennis match..."

Kogoro Mouri looked around the interior of the car curiously. It was an extremely luxurious interior and it was the first time he had ever ridden in such a car.

I recalled the opening of the Osaka Museum of Art. The chairman of the Suzuki Group, Shiro Suzuki, sent someone to pick them up, but he did not use such a high-standard limousine.

Shiliang looked at the small refrigerator and wine cabinet next to the car seat and murmured, "This kind of car is rare in the UK. It seems that only the British royal family or aristocracy have it..."

"what?!"

Maori Kogoro immediately widened his eyes and said in shock: "Are you saying that the auntie who invited us... no, the lady is a noble?"

Seeing that Maori Kogoro's expression was not normal, Shira quickly smiled and waved his hands, "No, no, I'm just guessing..."

"But the surname Kingston does tend to remind people of Kingston Town, a royal borough in southwest London..."

Maori Kogoro was so frightened that his eyes widened: "Royal, Royal!"

Such a reaction surprised Shira. No matter how power-afraid he was, he shouldn't be like this, right?

She turned to Mao Lilan and asked what was going on.

Mao Lilan could only helplessly reply: "At the dinner party hosted by Ms. Diana the day before yesterday, my father wanted to demonstrate a shoulder throw, so he threw a guest at the scene..."

At this time, Dr. Agasa also calmly offered to finish off the opponent.

"Could the guest who was thrown by Mr. Maori also be a relative of the British royal family?"

"what!"

Kogoro Mouri, who was already sweating coldly, screamed and stared at his hands in shock.

"I actually threw an English noble out in England?"

"I'm done... I won't be wanted by the police all over the UK, right?"

Seeing Kogoro Mouri's frightened look, Ran Mouri and Sera could only comfort him with words.

Compared to the chattering crowd, Conan kept his arms folded with a serious face, not at all affected by the noise around him, and was looking forward to Qin Zhibo's call.

Now I can only rely on you, Qin...

Although Qin Zhibo is not in London, Conan believes in his reasoning ability and can interpret some important clues from it even if he is not there in person.

But until the luxury car stopped in front of the Wimbledon Tennis Stadium in Wimbledon, the call did not come.

"Oh"

"You are here"

Diana Kingston stood at the gate outside the stadium, speaking with an authentic London accent, and greeted Kogoro Mori and others enthusiastically.

When Kogoro Mouri saw the two bodyguards in black suits following Diana, he became more certain of his judgment in the car just now.

How many wealthy people would have two bodyguards with them at all times?

How to do?

Should I apologize now and seek leniency?

Just as Kogoro Mori's brain was racing, thinking about how to overcome this difficulty, Diana spoke directly to everyone with a smile.

"Dear guests who have come from afar, I have something urgent to attend to and cannot watch the game with you..."

"I'll give you the tickets. You can go in and find your seats later."

"The game is about to start, I wish you a happy viewing"

One of Diana's men behind her handed a stack of match tickets to Kogoro Mori, and then they got into the black limousine they came in and drove away.

Kogoro Mouri looked at the ticket in his hand, then turned to look at the courtesy car going away and scratched his head in surprise.

Didn't you even mention that incident?

Sera stretched her head and took a look at the tickets in Kogoro Mori's hand. There were five of them.

"Did they even include my place in the quota?"

Sera was a little confused because she came here temporarily and Diana might not know about it.

She didn't want to get a free ticket, but she didn't want to be separated from Conan, Ran Mouri and others, so she came to see if she could pay for a ticket.

In the end, she even brought the ticket...

At this time, Conan, who was standing at a lower position, explained: "Because that aunt also took Shinichi's brother's quota..."

"But Shinichi-nii-san didn't come today, so with you, Sera-nii-san, the number of people is still exactly five."

After Conan's explanation, Sera Masumi suddenly understood and nodded.

Sometimes, she is a little careless and doesn't easily notice these details.

This is also what Sera's mother Mary often preaches to her daughter, and it is considered Sera's weakness.

But it's not easy for this little kid to realize this right away...

Sera looked down at Conan, who was standing low to her. The more she looked, the more she felt that he looked like the child she met on the sea when she was a child.

But unfortunately, Kudo Shinichi had appeared in front of him the day before yesterday, together with this child.

At this time, Kogoro Mori, who had "survived a disaster", also breathed a sigh of relief, walked in front holding the door, and turned back to say to everyone.

"Since they have such good intentions, we should not let them down..."

"Check your ticket first."

……

After an initial ticket check at the gate, everyone entered the perimeter of the competition venue.

But before officially entering the center court, you have to go through a security check and a second ticket check at the entrance.

When everyone arrived at this stadium that can accommodate 14979 people, they were stunned by the scene before them.

In this huge tennis court covering an area of ​​5574 square meters, the audience seats are filled with densely packed heads, as if a circle of colorful fishing nets is wrapped around the rectangular green lawn in the middle.

Most of the spectators had already taken their seats, leaving only a very small number of people who had just entered with tickets and were looking for seats.

"Okay, let's find a seat..."

Led by Kogoro Mori, everyone moved forward together.

After walking a few rows forward, Maori Kogoro looked at the ticket number in his hand and said, "It should be here..."

"Excuse me...pleae..."

Kogoro Mouri remembered that he was in England and quickly switched to English.

Ran Mouri and Sera, who were walking at the end, were responsible for finishing up, or "orry".

Near the middle of this row, there are five empty seats in a row, which are exactly where Maori and others sit.

"Found it, this is it..."

Just as Kogoro Mori was about to take his seat first, the audience in front of him turned around and looked back after hearing the noisy Japanese.

At this glance, both sides were immediately dumbfounded.

"Why is it you!"

Conan and Mao Lilan also widened their eyes in shock, "Apollo?"

It turned out that the person sitting in the front row was none other than Apollo, the little boy who clamored to see Sherlock Holmes on Baker Street on his first day in London.

"Apollo?" Mao Lilan asked in surprise: "Are you here... to watch the game too?"

Apollo nodded as a matter of course and said proudly, "Of course we have to watch my sister's game."

"elder sister?"

Ran Mao Li didn't know that Conan met Apollo at that time, so she deduced that Apollo's sister was one of the contestants in this competition.

Conan quickly reported the situation to Mao Li Ran in a low voice.

"what?"

"The Queen of the Grass!"

Mao Lilan exclaimed. She knew something about sports and knew the famous tennis player.

This exclamation attracted the attention of the surrounding audience, but fortunately these audiences were all foreigners and could not understand Japanese.

"Apollo, is your sister the Queen of the Grassland?"

"Ok!"

Apollo nodded vigorously, enjoying the honor brought by his sister's halo.

"Apollo, who are these people?"

At this time, a woman sitting next to Apollo asked.

The woman was kind and dignified, with her light blonde hair tied up behind her head. She was only wearing a sun hat and sunglasses, so it was difficult to see more information about her appearance.

Apollo took the initiative to introduce: "This is my mother."

"Mother, they are the people I met on Baker Street the day before yesterday..."

The woman nodded, a gentle smile on her face, "Hello."

"Hello, we are Japanese and we are here to travel to London. We were here with your son..."

Mao Lilan was speaking when she suddenly paused.

Because she found that the woman sitting in the front row didn't seem to be looking at her, but at something nearby.

The woman then began to explain: "I'm sorry, my eyesight is not very good, but I am listening to you..."

"Ah?" Mao Lilan also quickly apologized, "So that's how it is. Sorry, I didn't know that just now..."

"It doesn't matter. I'm used to this kind of life..."

The woman sighed quietly, but still had a kind smile on her face. "Although God has taken away my eyesight, at least he has given me a pair of ears that are good at listening."

"By the way, how did you guys resolve the previous code incident?"

At this time, Conan, who was sitting next to him, took the initiative to take over the conversation. After all, he had accepted this commission under the name of "Sherlock Holmes' Disciple".

"The code has been basically solved, but..."

"but?"